This is what we did for the last 2 days.
There was too much of a swell to let us safely get into the notch,
where we push the barge up the river,
so we did circles
very slow circles
at a speed of on knot
I mean just barely making way because, well,
we had no where to go.
We had arrived at the entrance of the Sabine River,
checked in with the river pilots
and did circles until the weather improved.
So, with the time I had available
I decided to do some laundry.
I read that if you pour a can of coke in your laundry
it will clean them like nobody's business.
I guess the thinking is,
the same chemical in coke that rots your teeth
will do a job on those really tough stains.
I'm here to report my cloths came out clean,
but I smelled a little like a vanilla ice cream soda.
This afternoon while doing those mind numbing circles
I thought a cappuccino was in order.
That's how we roll on this tug.
Finally, just minutes ago the weather improved
and as we speak
we are headed up the river.
For those of you who visit here often,
you've heard me complain before about riding a boat to nowhere.
It just bugs me.
You know what else bugs me?
Bob Filner bugs me.
The San Diego mayor plead guilty today
to too many counts of sexual misconduct.
I'm not talking about a disgruntled staffer who was trying to get back at her boss
and claimed she was sexually abused.
There are NINETEEN WOMEN who came forward,
claiming Mr. Filner has been inappropriate in various ways and degrees,
during his time as mayor and when he served in congress for almost 20 years.
Filner is 70.
Seriously dude, keep it together.
Mr. Filner should remember that those 19 women
That alone should scare him more than any sentence he might receive.
It would me.